A certain CV that is not noble and glamorous

In the end, Shen Qingchuan left Jiu Ci's house without making too much trouble.He saw Jiuci's hesitation, and he didn't want to embarrass him, the window paper had been punctured, if Jiuci needed time, he was willing to wait.

Shen Qingchuan returned to the dormitory with a dejected expression on his face.

"What's wrong? Teacher Lu still hasn't come back?" Yan Wei asked him.

Shen Qingchuan shook his head and sighed, refusing to answer.Yan Wei only thought that Shen Qingchuan felt bad for not seeing the old speech, so he expressed his roommate love.

While Yan Wei wasted his words on this side, Shen Qingchuan's message was received on his mobile phone on the other side.

He Chuan: Xiaoci is back today, just something at home

Feed a bag of salt: Then why are you so depressed0.0

He Chuan: I confessed to him

Feed a bag of salt: (⊙⊙) failed?

He Chuan: I don’t know if it counts as a failure. The first confession was rejected, but the second confession was not rejected but I didn’t agree to feed a bag of salt: You still confessed twice→_→He Chuan: The point is this?

Feed a bag of salt: Seeing the second reaction shows that there is still a chance

Feed a bag of salt: I seem to hear you sniffing, won't you cry?

He Chuan: I guess I have a cold, let’s get some sleep first

Feed a bag of salt: sleep well

After Shen Qingchuan washed up, he lay down on the bed with a dazed mind.Half of it was because of the relationship with the old resignation, and the other half was indeed due to physical illness.

Until the next morning, Shen Qingchuan simply didn't go to class because the blow was not small, and asked Yan Wei to take a leave of absence for him, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and lay on the bed like a dead fish, not even planning to have breakfast have eaten.

Anyway, I have nothing to do when I get up, and I can't look for old words, so I just lay down the day and forget it.

Shen Qingchuan was quite optimistic at first, but now even he himself is not sure whether it is possible for him and the old words.It is not an exaggeration to say that the old Ci just treats himself as a simple friend. After all, the old Ci has a lot of thoughts and does not easily show his emotions. Sometimes he is gentle to himself, maybe it is just because the teacher treats the students, or because he is older than him. Just small.

Shen Qingchuan fell asleep again while thinking negatively. He was woken up by the noisy noise in the corridor of the dormitory, and then the sound of his roommate opening the door.

"Chuan'er, why are you still sleeping? I didn't reply to your text messages. I brought you lunch."

"Thank you."

Shen Qingchuan turned over, looking sickly, only when he opened his mouth did he realize that he had a complete cold.

Yan Wei thoughtfully poured him a cup of hot water, and said earnestly, "Chuan'er, cheer up, it's not a big deal!"

Shen Qingchuan snorted speechlessly in a thick nasal voice: "Too much brain supplementation is also a disease. By the way, do you have cold medicine?"

"I have 999, help you bubble?"

"Well, it's troublesome." Shen Qingchuan handed the cup to Yan Wei again.Yan Wei helped him get some cold medicine, and Shen Qingchuan asked him to bring his rice and mobile phone along the way.

A folding table was placed at the end of the bed, which was originally a computer, and Shen Qingchuan propped it up and put it on the bed.

While eating, he flipped through his phone.Originally, I expected that Jiuci would send him a message, but I don't know if Jiuci's cell phone has been repaired.

Qingchuan: morning

After sending the message, Shen Qingchuan wiped out the lunch first, threw it into the trash can, and called Yan Wei to help him get the tissue.

Yan Wei handed the tissue up with both hands, and instantly felt like an old lady serving the young master.But the person who is broken in love is the biggest, forget it, don't care about it.

It had been a quarter of an hour since the message that should have said good afternoon but good morning, Shen Qingchuan simply called.

The first time, I got through, but no one answered.Shen Qingchuan continued his efforts, and finally answered the fifth call.

"Morning." Shen Qingchuan's voice sounded healthy and sunny, as if he was in a good mood because he dialed the old number.But the old words did not return early, reminding him: "It's already 12 o'clock."

Shen Qingchuan immediately continued with a smiling voice: "I just got up, so it's not too much to say good morning."

The old words are silent.

Shen Qingchuan said coquettishly: "Teacher, I seem to have caught a cold." After speaking, he coughed twice.In fact, Shen Qingchuan didn't need to say anything, just listening to the voice could tell something was wrong.

Shen Qingchuan could hear the shallow breathing sound from the other end of the phone, and he didn't know how long he waited before Jiuci asked softly: "Have you taken your medicine? If it's serious, go to the hospital."

Shen Qingchuan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed and he couldn't see: "I want to eat the meal cooked by the teacher." When you are sick, you can act like a baby without any scruples.Even though Shen Qingchuan had only had lunch, he felt that if Jiu Ci agreed, walking to Jiu Ci's place would be enough for him to digest, and he should still be able to eat.

Yan Wei in the lower berth kept rolling his eyes while paying attention to Shen Qingchuan's phone call, his roommate was really good at telling lies.

In the end it was successful, because Yan Wei saw Shen Qingchuan jumping up from the bed, and instantly became alive and well.When Shen Qingchuan climbed down the ladder, Yan Wei offered his auspicious words: "I wish you success~"

When Shen Qingchuan arrived, the old words were still in the kitchen, and the door was ajar, as if just to wait for his arrival, Shen Qingchuan became a little elated, and he became free and easy again, at least there was no estrangement, no, it was quite okay?

The old words don't reject him because he likes others and hates himself. The words "I like you" are actually easy to say, but what is more difficult than this is the response to it.

Looking at the figure who was seriously busy for himself in the kitchen, Shen Qingchuan approached with the corner of his mouth hooked. "Xiao Ci, what's for lunch?"

Because Shen Qingchuan had phlegm stuck in his throat when he was talking, it sounded like he had a bad cold.At first, the old speech didn't reply right away, he turned around and took a cup to pour Shen Qingchuan a cup of hot water, Shen Qingchuan's nervous face showed a trace of relief.

At least the old words still care about themselves.

The old resignation reported the names of several dishes, all of which were new dishes. "Are you new to the app? Do you want my help?" Shen Qingchuan moved closer and stood behind him.

The warm breath rushed straight to the neck of the old Ci, and the body of the old Ci was a little tense and stiff. Shen Qingchuan heard the sound of the kitchen knife cutting vegetables, and then continued to fall at a constant speed.

"You go outside and wait."

"it is good."

Seeing that Jiuci's shoulders were loose, that was a relaxed posture, Shen Qingchuan restrained the smile on his lips, and really went outside to wait.

Maybe it's because the old Ci made something special, Shen Qingchuan ate very deliciously, the old Ci served him a full bowl of rice, Shen Qingchuan didn't feel full after eating it.

After the meal was finished, Shen Qingchuan naturally found a reason to stay.He caught a glimpse of the closed door of the study room from the corner of his eye, and asked the old Ci: "Xiaoci, have you recorded the dry sound of the second issue of "Putting the Fog"?"

At least before the old recitations came back, Shen Qingchuan knew that the old recitations hadn't been handed over yet, so there was no guarantee that the recording of the old recitations would be finished when they came back yesterday.

Shen Qingchuan's guess was right, the old speech had indeed been recorded, and it had already been handed over to Kaqiu.

"I haven't finished recording yet, how about you help me PIA?"

Jiu Ci was a little taken aback when he heard this proposal.I don't know when, the two of them have naturally brought Two-dimensional into the three-dimensional, and it is normal for Shen Qingchuan to talk about online matching with him.Indeed, compared to talking about other topics, it seems that I can talk more about online distribution.

Probably because Shen Qingchuan was too complacent, after being reminded by the old words, Shen Qingchuan suddenly realized that he still had a cold, and this voice must not be recorded.

Shen Qingchuan took a few sips of hot water to moisten his throat, but his voice still had a strong nasal sound.Shen Qingchuan was so disappointed, but he didn't want to leave.

"Then I'll come to you again some other day? I've already recorded part of it, and I can't find the status for the rest."

"Don't have time for Dandan?" The old Cihui asked this question without any other meaning, just a simple question, even though he is a CV and has a good sense of drama, Dandan may be more suitable as a director to guide others.

But these words had a different taste to Shen Qingchuan.

"I want you to pia me, can't you?" Shen Qingchuan looked at the old words eagerly, like a puppy begging for mercy.

"You're going to go to military training next week, can you get better with a cold?"

The old words let go of asking such a question, Shen Qingchuan said yes in his heart. "It should be fine~ By the way, Xiaoci, can I bring my mobile phone to the military training?"

Shen Qingchuan and the others went to a special military training ground, probably because there was such a ground near School N, and the school didn't do it on the playground directly, which would make people think that military training might not just be about walking in unison, aligning left and right, etc. that's it.And when it comes to someone else's territory, there may be more rules.

Shen Qingchuan is not afraid of being strictly trained, he is afraid that the world without internet will make him lose contact with Jiuci.

"It's not that strict."

"That's good."

Since the PIA show is temporarily out of PIA, Shen Qingchuan can only find other things to do. "Why don't you continue to teach me Japanese, I've almost forgotten the 55 syllables last time."

The old phrase reminded him: "Fifty Tone Maps."

The two faced each other, last time Shen Qingchuan learned twenty words, and this time, he helped him review the old words first.Shen Qingchuan took a pen to write and draw on the paper.

"The order is wrong." The old words reminded.

By the third time, Shen Qingchuan still didn't write correctly, the old words had already seen that Shen Qingchuan did it on purpose.

Old Ci took the pen handed over by Shen Qingchuan, and wrote it slowly stroke by stroke, allowing Shen Qingchuan to see the stroke order of the pseudonym clearly.Old Ci bowed his head, his eyelashes were very long, and his eyes blinked every time he raised his hand.The expression of the old speech is serious, and from Shen Qingchuan's perspective, it reveals a curved and elegant outline.

The old Ci is just sitting like that, not speaking, and still be attracted.And as long as he stays with Jiuci, Shen Qingchuan feels that everything is incredibly gentle.

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Thank you for the landmines you threw on Banlangen while you were dying in the middle of the night